Lyrics Challenge Game

77

I remember standin' on the corner at midnight
Tryin' to get my courage up
There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown
Loved to watch her do her stuff

1960's

It's late and she is waiting, and I know I must go home
But every time I start to leave, they play another song
Then someone buys another round and whatever drinks are free

1983

The graph on the wall
Tells the story of it all
Picture it now see just how
The lies and deceit gained a little more power
Confidence - taken in
By a suntan and a grin

All her toys wore out in black and her boys had too
She started to hate every nigga and jew
Every mexican that gave her lotta shit
Every homosexual and the idle rich

See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire

Immigrants and faggots, they make no sense to me
They come to our country and think they'll do as they please
Like start some mini Iran or spread some fucking disease
They talk so many God damn ways, it's all Greek to me

You and I
Could conquer the stars, if we tried
Or simply live by simpler vows
And let the storm go by

You kicked me in the head
You knock me down
I ripped the handle off again
I wanted more than this
Wanted more than this
Fade away fade away